Yukon, ho!

You Are a Mostly Polite Driver

You are generally an easy going, laid back person. However, you can't help but feel a little jealous and competitive sometimes! You tend to go by what you feel - not by the facts at hand. As a result, you tend to make a lot of uninformed decisions. You'd like to think you're a fair person, but you occasionally think you deserve a special kind of justice. You can be a rather tense, grouchy person - but you try to maintain your dignity. You have mixed feelings about authority figures. You understand their place, but you believe their power needs to be in check. You are somewhat focused, but you are also a bit scatterbrained. Distractions can get you in trouble. You don't feel a responsibility to anyone but yourself. You value your freedom more than anything else. Your ego is a healthy size. You don't think you're more important than anyone else.

What Does Your Driving Say About You?

Yaaaaaaaah! Back to school shopping!
Kristine did some sneaky recon with Jon and ended up at the South Center mall with us before she left.
I bought a hat. It has fuzzy earflaps.
And it was 20 BUCKS.
But that's okay. It was worth it.
My mom bought me a fleece jacket, too, so I'm all set for Refuel.
Or Yukon.
School starts in a week! Colorado already started. Parent Night is tomorrow, and I'm pretty pumped.
I just need to find a fedora...with feathers!
Like the Pranksters!
"30 Rock" is my new favorite show.
I'm trying to upload pictures onto my computer unsuccessfully. I have no idea what I'm doing.
I've been playing a lot of Harvest Moon lately. Sometimes 3-4 hours a day. Sad.
But I managed to woo Nami in 3 days!!
Well, 3 months in game time. But still!
Now we're married and have a kid.
He WILL be a musician. I know it!
Amby and I were talking about Harvest Moon the other day. You can get different colors of horses? Shocking!
Argh my schedule is still horrible. Hate hate hate. I have a lot of classes with friends that I don't see normally, so that's ONE good thing, but most of the people I DO hang out with...no classes. Probably not even lunch.
Argh.

Aw, fudge.

Mmmm, fudge sounds goooooood.
I took my driver's test today...aaaaaaaand it didn't go so well.
It wasn't even like, "Oh, you missed it by this much!" I failed miserably.
And I knew it.
First thing on the test: PARALLEL PARKING.
I'd had five people tell me it wouldn't be on the test, but I guess I didn't read the pamphlet thoroughly enough, because I had to do it.
That was the first thing I did wrong.
I hit a cone, then tried to pull into the parking spot, but ended up parking NEXT to the spot.
I was completely parallel, too. How did that happen?
So I tried again.
Another epic failure.
My driving instructor, a really nice Guamanean lady, sighed and wearily asked me to re-enter traffic.
Which I did.
For the rest of the test I did fine. I'm a good driver.
Sort of.
Then I had to back around a corner.
I thought I understood her instructions, but apparently I wasn't listening hard enough or my brain malfunctioned, because an instant after she said them I forgot. I started turning my wheels every which way, bumping into the curb, ramming into brick walls, and asking, "Wait, you want me to turn into the driveway? Straight line into the driveway? Oh, turn RIGHT!" So I turned my car left.
She sighed again and asked me to re-enter traffic without killing anybody, which I managed to do.
The atmosphere of the car wasn't a hopeful one. A dark cloud hung over the Le Sabre and her body language boded ill.
But she was really nice about it.
Ed would have berated me and explained every little thing I did wrong and what a bad driver I was, compared to him and every other teenager out there.
Actually, that's kind of what she did.
But the WAY she did it wasn't as mean.
So she left and my dad came back and I had another big fight with him (we'd had one coming into the parking lot, when he decided constructive criticism was the best way to go - right before my test!!!).
He wanted me to go inside the DOL and renew my permit.
At this point, after *cough cough* bravely listening to my instructor tell me just how badly I failed, I couldn't take it anymore was bawling like a baby.
And my dad expected me to go inside, red-eyed and tear-stained, to smile for my permit picture.
That didn't go over well.
So he yelled a lot and I cried and might have cussed him out.
Correction: I did cuss him out.
Which he let go. I was a little surprised. I've never been grounded, but for what I said, I probably should have been.
It was bad.
But my mom bought me flavored Tootsie rolls and let me chill out and get away from people for a little while.
So Tie and I went on a long walk.
We were greatly cheered by cheery mechanics, cute old people, and skeevy old bikers.
The Lance Armstrong kind, not the tough leather-clad variety.
This one rode by me at least 5 times.
The last time he called out, "Good morning," and smirked heartily.
It cracked me up, but I couldn't figure out his motives.
Was he checking me out (unlikely) or trying to prove that he was so much faster than A GIRL WALKING HER DOG?
Congratulations! You can bike 2 miles faster than I can walk them! Good for you! By the way, I'M 16!!!!
He was at least 30.
Maybe even 40.
Ew.

Good haul. Excellent haul this year.

My mom made me drive to Tacoma today.
-_-
It actually wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but it was definitely very irritating sitting in the car with two parents who thought my tense shoulders and annoyed expression were due to extreme nervousness rather than extreme anger.
Because it's really annoying having your mom sit in the passenger seat going, "Slow down. Speed up. Okay, speed up a little.... Okay, okay.... Lauren! Are you paying attention? He's merging! Okay, just STAY IN THIS LANE. STAY IN THIS LANE. STAY IN THIS LANE. What are you doing? Make a lane change."
And then my dad decided to compliment my driving whilst clinging desperately to the back seat.
Yes, Dad. My peripheral vision is THAT good.
Too bad that, regarding love languages, "Words of Encouragement" is bumped down to #4, right next to "Acts of Service", when I'm driving.
Ironically, we were listening to The Ting Ting's "Shut up and let me go".
But we made it, and now I've completed 7 hours of driving time.
Only 43 more hours to go.
My birthday was fairly EXCELLENT, by the way. Not to brag. It just was. And all my teachers liked my birthday chicken.
I got three of those, along with a pretty awesome promise ring, some giftcards, and a cross necklace.
Then I got more practical gifts from family.
But they all came in pink, which I'm sorry to say I really like.
The party was pretty cool, but things got kind of out-of-hand with a game of Truth or Dare when the sheltered people refused to answer Truths, but didn't want to take part in Dares (yet still insisted on playing?), and then a couple that had broken up a week previous "got back together" and made things awkward and confusing for everyone (especially the guy's Tolo date. Yeah, I know.).
Other than that, though, it was fun.
And there's no school tomorrow, which might just be the best birthday present of them all.
No car, but there's always next year.
And until then, I have a pretty sweet Buick LeSabre I can run you over with.
16 is looking good so far.
I can now legally get drunk in Germany on their crappy German beer! Woooo!

Blue eyes are overrated.

I look in the mirror and they sicken me.
Brown eyes just look better.
And blue eyes are often the target of authors who wish to prattle on and on about the character's "piercing gaze".
Ugh, I had my last drive today. Thank God it's finally over. I never get nervous before a big test, so it ticks me off when I make stupid mistakes anyway that I can't attribute to nerves.
But, again, Ed yelled at me FAR MORE than he yelled at Phoebe.
But that's probably just me being paranoid.
Or in denial.
Ugh, I'm so glad to see the back of him, and I think for him the feeling's mutual. There's no need to make me feel like a complete and total failure for not turning my wheels when parking on a hill.
And then my dad made things worse by spazzing out over some quizzes I needed to make up, and I didn't know which ones I had to make up, so he was all, "WHY AREN'T YOU TELLING ME???"
Ticks me off to know end. It's called listening, try it some time.
Ugh I'm just really PMS-y right now.
I just finished "The Crucible", which both Mr. Hurd and Mr. Rosendale reccommended, and that was pretty dang depressing.
Cliff notes for The Crucible: Everyone dies.
I didn't agree with part of what the author was trying to portray, though.
But that happens all the time.
ENOUGH WITH THE SARAH PALIN JOKES!
Cyrano de Bergerac is my hero.
I wish I could come up with good comebacks like he does.
Mr. Anspach is showing the 1950 film in class and it's pretty sweet.
I love how he has a big nose, but flaunts it. Which is what I try to do. But he's a pro.
Roxanne is such a lame-o, though. You don't tell your guy friend you like another guy. You just don't. It's awkward and cruel. I almost cried when he realized Roxanne didn't love him back. :(
But he only likes her because she's pretty. Seriously.

Kookabura...gum...something like that...

It's days like these, when the rain won't stop, thunder and lightning are abundant, and my internet is slow, that I love Washington.
Note the sarcasm.
Driver's Ed is FINALLY over.
We had our final test today and I passed!!
Eh, I was pretty sure I would, because the test wasn't too hard, but it's good to know anyway.
Except I didn't have time to feel cocky and triumphant (which is good; I need to work on NOT feeling that way) because nearly everyone else failed.
.....
Oops.
My aunt visiting for a week. My dad picked her up at the airport and is on his way.
It's too bad, though, that it's raining so hard.
She lives in Florida and was just in San Diego, so a thunderstorm might be a bit of a shock.
Welcome to Washington, Lisa!!!
Uh-oh...how did this happen?

You Should Follow Islam

You believe that there is one true God and that it's your duty to submit to his will. Life may be trying, unfair, or painful here on earth. But you're waiting for the Paradise in the afterlife. Religion is the most important thing in your life, and you are fully devoted to God. You are willing to fast, pray often, and follow all of God's rules to make sure you have a place in heaven.

What Religion Should You Be?

Yeah, it's a monotheistic religion that believes in God and God alone, but that's where the similarities between Islam and Christianity end.
Well, not really, but I don't believe agree with Islamic beliefs.
Ah, and I was one question away from getting Christianity as my answer.
Don't judge me!!! (Ha, taking a leaf out of Pastor Ty's semi-ridiculous and confusing sermon)
Rather shocking news today. A girl from my former church got pregnant...on purpose.
I did NOT see this coming.
Not only was this completely random and out of the blue, but it sort of evoked feelings like, "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING??? WHY WOULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT ON PURPOSE??? 'JUNO' WAS JUST A MOVIE!!!"
Seriously, WHY does watching "Juno" make someone want a baby??
She didn't even KEEP the baby!!
Yeah, yeah, Pastor Ty, don't judge.
Um, I read that passage in the Bible yesterday, and it TOTALLY cleared things up.
1 Corinthians 5:12-13
12 What business is it of mine to judge those outside the church? Are you not to judge those inside? 13 God will judge those outside. Expel the wicked man from among you.
Still, he did make a good point about not condemning anyone, because that is setting yourself up as God, but if it is someone who is KNOWINGLY and WILLFULLY sinning, you need to have a talk with them.
That sounded totally psycho-Christian, I know, but pregnancy??

That one time at band camp....

You Are the Storyteller

You have a way with words, and you love hearing yourself talk. You are at your best when you have an audience, and you can carry on a conversation with anyone. You are light hearted and fun - a natural entertainer. It's a side of you that you can't really turn off. You thrive on attention (perhaps a little too much), and you love applause. When you allow yourself to be serious, you can be a moving and articulate speaker. Your words have power, and not just the power to make people laugh.

What Role Do You Play?

Yeah, except for the fact that I HATE public speaking, that's pretty much totally correct!!
All this week there's been band camp from 10 AM to 2 PM, which is sort of ridiculous.
But it's fun, a lot funner than I expected. P Willy is cool (the band leader - don't ask).
I haven't been playing trombone at ALL this summer, though, so I had absolutely no range.
I also had to take my retainers out when playing, so when I put them back on four hours later, they were all tight and uncomfortable.
Fun fun fun.
We got SO much pep music compared to last year, though, and they all sound cool and are fun to play!! What a concept!
Marching is the worst, though. Spending time in a soggy field for an hour is sort of lame.
But we ended early today. Mwahahaha. And today was the last day of band camp, so all is well.
We're getting our schedules tomorrow!! Can't wait! I just hope mine isn't screwed up. Being a cocky git, I signed up for Wind Ensemble, and that will probably mess up my entire schedule.
Yay, another incorrect quiz!!

You See The World Through Red Colored Glasses

You live your life with intensity. You have strong emotions and experience everything vividly. You judge all interactions through the lens of power. You determine who has the most power and how to improve your position. You face challenges with courage and strength. You can will your way through any problem. You see love as the utmost expression of your passions and desires. Your romantic life is very passionate and overwhelming. At your worst, you are easily angered and quick to fight. You will go to war with anyone. You are happiest when you are expending a lot of energy. And you love the feeling of danger!

What Color Glasses Do You See the World Through?

Hahaha, Jeff. He was advising us not to do drugs and told us a story about a boxer who had an LSD flashback and thought he was a vampire, so he climbed up a telephone pole and sat there looking for someone he wanted to bite.
It was really funny when Jeff told it, because he's so Jeff-ish.
There was almost a showdown between Emory and this kid Chad, but it didn't happen, so Chad won...but then he got the answer wrong, so there should have been a showdown, because Emory would have won and then we wouldn't be in this mess.
Wow, this quiz made my day.

Your Friendliness Score is 37 (Somewhat Friendly)

No one is going to accuse you of being unfriendly, but you're often of people's friendship radar. You don't really feel comfortable in social situations, and as a result, people don't feel comfortable around you. This isn't to say you're friendless. It's very likely that you have at least a couple really good friends. But only people who truly understand you can be friends with you. Everyone else thinks you don't like them. Put yourself out there a little more. Get in touch with a few acquaintances and ask them how life is going. If you make a few overtures toward people you know, you may be surprised how many friends you end up with.

How Friendly Are You?

Driving on the highway is kind of fun. How intense.

Everything and nothing

Ed officially hates me now.
In my haste to get out the door, I left my permit at home and had to wait 15 minutes for my Dad to drive by with it.
Ooooh yes.
He was not happy.
And I know it's my fault. I completely forgot about my stupid permit, even with plenty of sleep and a good healthy breakfast.
But then he got on my case about acceleration and deceleration and I almost clocked him.
We ended up driving around both my old neighborhood and my current neighborhood, which was fun and oddly comforting, but a little scary at fast speeds (like 50 mph, which is the fastest I've ever gone).
Oh yeah, be afraid. I'm driving a Scion at 50 mph! Someone might get hurt!
Scions turn great, but they have absolutely no power.
"Hunchback of Notre Dame" is NOT a kid's movie. I saw it for the first time last night, it being one of those "adult" Disney movies I never got to see as a child, and it was thoroughly enjoyable, but I wouldn't let my five-year-old watch a movie that featured topics like:
-prejudice
-persecution
-racism
-unrequited love
-Hell
-eternal damnation
-corrupt religious leaders
-violence
-death
-POLE-DANCING
Seriously, Esmerelda pulling out a pole-dancing routine in the middle of the square??
Since when is it okay for a kid to watch that?
Quasimodo had quite a nice singing voice, though.

How appropriate

What Your Driving Says About You

You are generally an easy going, laid back person. However, you can't help but feel a little jealous and competitive sometimes! You are a fairly aware person, but you can't help but make judgment errors from time to time. You'd like to think you're a fair person, but you occasionally think you deserve a special kind of justice. You can be a rather tense, grouchy person - but you try to maintain your dignity. You have mixed feelings about authority figures. You understand their place, but you believe their power needs to be in check. You are somewhat focused, but you are also a bit scatterbrained. Distractions can get you in trouble. You don't feel a responsibility to anyone but yourself. You value your freedom more than anything else. Your ego is a healthy size. You don't think you're more important than anyone else.

What Does Your Driving Say About You?

A movie critic's dream

So I'm currently at Kristine's house with her and Sierra and we're just chilling and watching movies.
We've watched some "Monk", a very well-known Anthony Hopkins movie ^_^, and "Stardust", and now, for some reason, we're watching "George of the Jungle".
Agh, this space bar is impossible, and Thomas Hayden Church is creeping me out.
Mmmm, pizza.
But my dad didn't deliver it. :(
I was so looking forward to it.
AAAAAAAAAGH I HATE Old Town so much. Driving around it is the equivalent of Sunday School.
Ha, pretty much.
Which means it sucks, by the way.
For some reason, Ed REALLY seems to hate me, and I don't know why.
Because when Phoebe and I both screw up, he's all up in my face, but not so much in hers.
I don't blame her, though, just Ed.
He probably thinks that because I resemble a man, I can take criticism like one.
Phoebe is the ONLY person who's noticed my teeth without me telling her.
It would be cool if we were going to the same school.
But no...she's a coug.
AAAGH Brendan Fraser. Hatred, hatred, hatred.
Him and his buggy eyes.
Has he HONESTLY never seen a girl before?
"Stardust" = most romantic movie ever!!!
Too cute.

The Lord of the Flies strikes again

Jeff is too funny.
Today he talked about how guys and girls change a tire: girls don't do it right and the car falls on their hand, which results in a lot of owies (his words, not mine), while guys jump on the car and somehow break their kneecaps off.
Not knowing about cars, I'm not sure exactly how these injuries occurred.
Then a bee came into the room, scaring the crap out of Linzee, so Jeff said, "Get out of here, guy. You're bothering the ladies," and it LEFT.
Wow, he's like...Lord of the Flies.
Or Bees.
But "Lord of the Bees" doesn't sound nearly as cool.

You Are Black Tea

You have a bold personality. You're not afraid of simply being yourself. You have the courage to speak the truth. You are fearless in your actions. You come off as a bit intimidating and unapproachable. Only confident people are attracted to you. You don't try to scare off anyone. You're just an intense person!

What Kind of Tea Are You?

My Rent sims are coming along nicely. Mark married some random girl, who is now pregnant. Collins and Angel just adopted a boy they named Devil (I know, I was trying to be clever) and might adopt another one. Roger and Mimi are dating. Maureen and Joanne just got married and are also adopting. I haven't played with Benny and Alison since they had their baby because I'm scared the grandpa will die.

You Are Comic Sans

You are a nothing but a big goofball. You're quite playful and fun! You're widely known for your zany personality and your vivacious attitude. To say that you stand out in a crowd would be a definite understatement. Remember that you are overwhelming at times and that people appreciate you best in small doses.

What Font Are You?

Itchy, drugged terriers need cream cheese.

We just got Tie back from Courtney and she is thoroughly miserable. Courtney took her to a park and Tie got fleas.
????
We've taken Tie to parks before and she's never gotten fleas.
So she's not acting like herself at all.
She mostly stays in her bed and when, she does get up, flinches and bites herself so much that she runs back to bed.
She still hasn't finished food from dinner.
And she didn't drink for hours, so when she finally did, she drank almost the whole bowl.
I'm really worried about her, but my mom gave her a cream cheese pill and some flower oil, so she said she'd be okay.
I hope.
:(

What Your Playing Cards Tell About Your Future

Right now you are focusing on friendships, relationships, and interpersonal connections. Your emotions are currently tied to a trusted woman in your life. She is just, and she has your best interests at heart. Your closest friend is someone you have a co-dependent relationship with. The two of you desperately need each other to survive. The near future will bring you a long term friendship, children you love, happy family relationships, and prosperity. Beware of a forced change. The circumstances of your life are about to become very different.

The Playing Card Test

Sure....
I had a drive at 11 AM today, but it was fun because it was around town, not just in the older part of town, which SUCKS because there are no stoplights or landmarks. Today, Ed had us drive to the mall, Dairy Queen (we didn't buy anything), and go around a roundabout.
Driver's Ed was sort of fun. Phoebe and I had to plan a road trip from Silverdale to WSU.
Which, funnily enough, is the route I took a couple days ago.
Too, too funny.
But the trip itself had to take at least 5 days, and we had to make 6 recreational stops.
So we went to the Space Needle (or the Space Noodle, in Jeff's words), the EMP, Mount Baker, Soap Lake, some other fantastic lake, and Nathan's best friend's family's house.
Which is where I stayed 2 days ago. Ha.
I'M GETTING MY BRACES OFF TOMORROW!!!!
Toffee for LIFE!
Yes, there will be a retainer, but WHO CARES?

I'd like a big slice of alone time with a side of hygiene, please.

After a LOOOOONG 6 hour drive in a rental car, we're all back from Pullman.
Not that that's a good thing.
Well, it is nice to be home and I'll be able to shower...
...but I sort of like it better there.
Not only is there no humidity (!!!!), but it's like a little WSU-village, where all the "villagers" worship the cougar.
We dropped Nathan off. He has a really cool dorm room, and no roommate, which is a plus, I guess.
I think it would be cool to have a roommate, though.
Because you wouldn't have to interact with anyone else, but you wouldn't be lonely.
Unless it was a lame roommate.
I miss Tie. :(
My hair is so greasy.
Ferdinand's is so delicious!!
Hurray for ice cream addictions.
Side note: How come whenever I'm stressed, no matter how trivial the reason, the last thing I think to do is pray?
And, of course, that's often the only thing that helps.
I have (had) good friends who in the past would just start praying and it seemed to help.
And it helps me.
But I'm not like them.
So the question is...
...what's wrong with me?

Masochism Day: Painfully Good

Have you ever drunk two very caffeinated sodas and, as a result, were unable to sleep until the wee hours of the morning?
If not, I don't reccomend it.
Mountain Lightning is good and all, but it's pretty powerful for a cheap version of Mountain Dew.
So, when Saturday was just beginning and everyone else was sleeping, I was wide awake reading "The Jane Austen Book Club" and thinking about very random things. Or rather, one thing that wasn't so random.
It was weird.
So I decided today should be Masochism day, a day where people all around the world revisit old memories and take part in activities that are sure to cause them harm or discomfort.
That's sort of what I've been doing today.
I drove all the way to Walmart - on the highway!!
I also did a BLT whilst going very fast, and almost hit 3 people.
Oops.

What if the "average" Christian, conservative family was a rarity?

It seems like white Christian conservative families aren't the norm, though people sometimes make it seem like it is. Or maybe they don't. It's very possible I don't know what I'm talking about.
I still think they should add more races to the standardized test, though.
Ha, my family fits that stereotype.
Which is scarier, driving places with your mom, or driving around a miniscule town with your driving instructor?
Surprisingly, driving with Ed scares the living daylights out of me. I always make stupid mistakes when I'm driving with him. And he wonders why I'm nervous.
But I drove to and from Driver's Ed last night. It was only sort of scary. Some chick kept tailgating me, though, over speed bumps.
And then I drove too slow up a hill and there was a LONG line of cars behind me.
But it was fun, so that's cool.
Next stop: Wal-mart!
I can't decide whether I want to buy the Rent (movie) soundtrack or the new Classic Crime album.
I can get The Silver Cord off iTunes for $10, and the Rent soundtrack is $17 or so, but I really want to put all the Rent stuff on my ipod and listen to it nonstop. Plus, I haven't listened to The Silver Cord yet and I know what I'm getting if I buy the Rent soundtrack.
Decisions, decisions.
Perceivers suck.

Excuse me for being right.

So I was right about the memory thing, just a little off on where it was LOCATED. But "Zoo Tycoon" won't run because there's not enough memory. Or something.
Getting "Color Me Beautiful" at the library made me glad I missed the 80's. Some of the chapters are pretty lame and have nothing to do with color. They mostly berated me for not wearing makeup, instructed me on how to properly apply makeup, and gave me shopping tips. Thanks. I'll never use any of this.
But Nathan surprised us all.
Instead of being a Spring or a Winter like the rest of our family, it turns out the eldest child is an Autumn?????
Yeah, sadly, my family finds this kind of thing FASCINATING. My mom and I were like, "NO WAY, YOU CAN WEAR LIME GREEN! What a lovely skin tone you have!"
Driver's Ed is too cool. Jeff makes me laugh SO HARD. He just says something deadpan and then makes implications. You'd have to be there, I guess. But he was talking about people waving one of their fingers around and we were all like, "Ha ha, road rage!"
Don't you hate it when something pops up on your computer when you're watching something funny and it won't MOVE!!! The volume adjuster pops up RIGHT in the MIDDLE of my screen whenever I'm watching a youtube movie or previewing an ecard and then it stays there for 10 SECONDS. It's SO ridiculous and annoying.
Argh, how to find the perfect e-card??

Chivalry isn't dead!!!

Vera Chapman's "The Green Knight" is too fantastic. The convent girl has to seduce Gawain. But he's too chivalrous!!! Yeah!!!
Practiced driving, it was cool.
William bought "Zoo Tycoon", but it's either not working or hard to figure out, judging by his irritable mood.
Found some browned bagles!!!
Wow.
If those are the most exciting things that have happened today, I lead a boring life.

The metal will live on.

Tenacious D's "The Metal" is sort of ridiculous. I already knew it would be, because, hello, Jack Black, but really? It's pretty hard to take it seriously.
PUNK ROCK TRIED TO DESTROY THE METAL, BUT THE METAL WAS MUCH TOO STRONG
TECHNO TRIED TO DEFILE THE METAL, BUT THE METAL PROVED IT WRONG
The best part is when they sing the guitar part.
"High School Musical: Get in the Picture" is on, but it's kind of boring.
I heart "The Baby Borrowers". Daton is such a jerk!! Kelly is a hypocrite. DUMP HER, DUMP HER.
Driver's Ed is pretty fun. I like listening to Jeff. He's pretty funny and makes the very dull bookwork seem semi-interesting. It took me THREE HOURS to do my homework, though, because I put it off until today. I was SOOOO tired afterwards.
It didn't seem to matter, though, because I got a lot of answers WRONG.
BLOGTHINGS!
Tie keeps chewing on my horses.
Fist?

You Are a Fist

Your life philosophy can be summed up as, "Life fast. Die young." Your greatest wish is to have a life of passion and excitement. And while you don't want to die young, you rather take risks than stay home and be afraid. You are inspired and inspiring. You live each day like it's your last.

What Hand Gesture Are You?

You Sometimes Know When Someone's Lying

You can spot a liar if the liar slips up, but you're not always aware of other people's dishonesty. Eventually a liar will reveal himself, and you usually will figure out if you've been lied to. However, someone could be duping you without you knowing it. So watch out for the telltale signs of lying!

Can You Spot a Liar?

Yeah. But you already knew that.

Grandma's cookies? There is no Grandma!!

Mrs. Freshley's makes the best cakes. Instead of Twinkies, she makes RED VELVET creme cakes, which are like Twinkies, but BETTER. And her Swiss Rolls are tastier, but I don't know quite why.
So many people are gone on the Youth Missions Trip that Sunday School feels empty. Worship team had a whopping three people on it today, including William.
My mom let me drive around the mall parking lot for almost an hour yesterday. It was definitely easier and more fun without my driving instructor breathing down my neck about EVERY LITTLE THING. Oh, and there were no other cars around, so I wasn't scared about stop signs and running into people.
Has anyone else totally zoned out during church? I do it all the time during Sunday School (depending on the speaker), but I look repentant, so no one notices.

Prose sucks; don't do it.

Well, I survived my first drive today, as you can already tell.
It wasn't as bad as I'd expected. Pheobe went first, so I got to watch what she did before messing up myself.
I messed up too many times to count, so the observation didn't exactly help any. That's okay, though. I backed the car into a parking space without hitting anyone!
I was feeling bored and annoyed with the fact that I have to carry my wallet/coin purse/thing in my pocket, so I went out and bought a purse. At Walmart. For cheap. It's cute, though, and my mom helped pay for it. Now I'm trying to convince my mom to buy me a cellphone to put IN the purse. She was practically crying, something about how I'm growing up. Yeah. I'm on my way to becoming a girl. Woman. Whatever. Something of that sort.
UGH, Sharon M. Draper's "Romiette and Julio" sucked something serious. I got it because it was an ALA best book and I love all things Romeo and Juliet, but this was just BAD. And I know that if I say it's bad, it doesn't prove that it was a badly written book or that she's a bad author, but in my honest opinion? I'm shocked that anyone could stand it for long enough to read all of it. It was sappy, the word choice felt wrong, the characters were annoying, and NO teenager would say ANY of the things that were written in the hideous dialogue. Think I'm being harsh? Read it. Agh, what a waste of time. And it was supposed to be about overcoming racial prejudice, yet the Mexican guy named his dog "Taco"?
Tie has taken to sleeping on my bed whenever I'm not home, or when I'm not looking. She disappeared for an hour and I found her curled on my pillow.
Aw, Paul Foot got kicked off "Last Comic Standing". His prop comedy routine was pretty awful, though. "I'm, uh, the Cat Assassin. This is like China, you see? China, because it's oppressive. There's oppression." Bill Bellamy practically dragged him off stage. Papa CJ's was bad, too. Sean Cullen and Jeff Dye did the best sets, so I no longer hate Jeff Dye. He proved himself worthy, lol. Adam Hunter and Ron G still suck, though. Especially Adam Hunter. They almost put him into elimination, but they didn't. Because they wanted Iliza. And she MURDERED them.
"Barry Bonds' baseball glove! Barry Bonds' testicles! Britney Spears' mind! LOOK HOW IT JIGGLES!"

If pizzas are round and trash cans are round, WHY ARE PIZZA BOXES SQUARE?

What do you know, I'm a winter?
Just like Elizabeth Taylor.
When she was still hot.
Ew, and Catherine Zeta Jones.
Now I can get a swatch packet and make-up just for me from Color Me Beautiful.
Don't worry, I don't intend to.
We went to the EMP today. Nathan and I went into the recording studio to mess around, but I'm not that good at bass and he can't play guitar, bass, piano, OR drums, so we switched off and sucked badly.
But the rest of the EMP was TOO COOL. There was an exhibit about the musical progression in the Northwest, covering everything from "Louie Louie" to grunge.
It was nice to see that music in and from Washington actually made a difference, especially concerning grunge and garage rock.
"Barracuda" by Heart is my new favorite song.
I got to listen to it in one of the other exhibits.
Then I went and listened to Alen Menken talk about "Little Shop of Horrors". His songs were pretty hilarious.
AAAAAAH I'm going on my first drive tomorrow and I'm SO NERVOUS. I have to wake up early, because it's at 1:00 and for some reason I don't want to miss it.
In case I sleep in till 12:00 or something.
I just keep thinking, "I am going to die, I am going to die."
Or I keep thinking, "Crap, I might forget my permit. WHAT IF I FORGET MY PERMIT?"
I am not unhappy with my permit picture. It looks semi-cute, but my head's cocked for some reason, and I REALLY thought I'd been holding it straight. So if it's really cocked to the side when I think it's straight....what happens if I cock my head?